A Rubbish Poem To Make School That Little Bit Easier

School is a stress fest-

It hasn’t even started and I need a rest.

Perhaps the teachers are making you yawn

Because you could not care LESS about boron

Maybe you’ve got an ache in your writing arm

Or you accidentally set off the fire alarm

If you’re worried because you forgot your homework,

Or if you’re the one who gives teachers nothing but a smirk

School finds ways to drag us all down

Yes, all of us, even the class clown.

So try to stay strong- help others, be kind

And get through to half term- I know it’s a grind.


Hey everyone- yeah, it’s that time of year again…I’m sure a lot of you have already started school or are going to start soon, and so I wrote a really bad poem that doesn’t rhyme properly in places to summarise how we’re all feeling. It’s a bit off-beat too, but I personally feel that adds to the discordant atmosphere that surrounds the back-to-school time for many people. (How’s that for analysis? Thanks, English Lit GCSE. P.S. If you didn’t realise, it’s actually got an irregular rhythm because I’m a very lazy, unskilled poet…🙂)

I know school is a lot harder for some people than others, and I’m not trying to take that fact away here. It’s just a generalised, stupid poem for everyone to enjoy.

How are you all feeling about going back to school, college, uni, etc? Have you started yet? Let me know in the comments.

Sunset xx


My summer~results~options

Hi bloggers! It’s been a while, huh? Well anyway, the last post I made was one in advance of  GCSE results day, and here I am post-brown envelope to share the news.

No one told me how bad actually getting results was going to be. Me and all my schoolmates waited outside the doors, jittery, and I was one of the first people into the hall to pick up my results. I went straight to the table corresponding to my surname, and saw rows and rows of envelopes. I was the first person to that table, but for the life of me I COULD NOT FIND MY ENVELOPE. I read every name probably about seven times. People reached around me to get their envelopes- I was very conscious of the fact that I was totally in the way. My results, however, were still nowhere to be seen. To make matters significantly worse, teachers and office staff stood a small distance behind the table, observing me FLIP OUT, standing there way longer than anyone else, but not one of them came over and offered to help! I was about to ask when suddenly I spotted my envelope. It was pretty much right next to me. I grabbed it and hurried away in embarrassment to a group of my friends (all of whom had already opened their envelopes and seen their results. Yes. I was one of the first people in the hall.)

Maybe the teachers were thinking “that kid can’t even find her envelope. Her results must be ruuuUUUUBBbbbish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Alas, I’m over the moon with my results. I got what I thought was something unattainable, in that I actually wasn’t disappointed with anything.

My results do mean I’m going to change my plans for sixth form. Previously I had chosen geography, biology, chemistry and history (as an AS.) However, I did better in a lot of other subjects than I did for history, and I wasn’t exactly buzzing to start it anyway. I could still have taken it, and in a very unlikely turn of events I may still have to (if all other preferred choices are unavailable) but I’m probably going to take maths instead. Maths was a subject I thought was one of my weakest, and though I had considered it for A level I thought I wouldn’t be able to get good grades in it. For GCSE, at least, I did, so I’m taking that over history. Saying I’m taking maths actually makes me feel so much better than saying I’m taking history. I really wasn’t looking forward to it.

The weight of months and months of preparation and stress has been lifted. IT FEELS GREAT. I’m almost looking forward to starting school again now. I’m gonna eat those words later, though.

In other news:

  • I’ve been on a lovely holiday to the Lake District, where we went walking, rowing, and otherwise just generally relaxed.
  • I ran six miles at the weekend, the furthest I’ve ever ran at once.
  • I’m super excited to buy a magazine tomorrow because it has an interview with The Killers in (it’s the little things, right?)
  • I’m reading Skulduggery Pleasant at the minute, and it’s so much better than I’d expected. I’m on book 4 and it’s honestly so addictive.
  • I recently discovered a love for High School Musical. I know, it’s shocking I’ve only just seen it this summer! But I’ve watched each film 4 times now to make up for lost time. The songs are so awesome- my favourite is I Don’t Dance.
  • Finally- I found a little friend today:Cute little beetleLil cutie. Any name suggestions?


Well that’s it. I’ve got a lot of blogs to catch up on. Hope everyone’s week is going well!

Sunset xx



Results day musings, one week in advance

The lead up to results day is an anticipation that I’ve never before experienced. It’s not the same as the excitement for Christmas, or the terror of school injections, or  nerves before a presentation- it’s a unique, horrific feeling. It’s knowing your entire education now has something to show for itself, which makes you worry that it’s not going to be good enough. It’s also a desperate, itching need to know what is in that envelope. Mostly it’s fear, a very overwhelming fear, one that has been built up by months and months of revision.

I put in so much work preparing for my GCSE exams that I shouldn’t be disappointed with whatever I get. Even if I get far lower than I might expect to, I’ve worked as hard as I sensibly could have, and therefore no matter what the grades are I should be proud of my achievements. But…I doubt I won’t be disappointed with something.

Most of the year eleven students in the country right now will be mirroring how I feel. in a way, the ‘we’re all in this together’ sentiment is comforting, but it also adds competition. It’s stupid to be less proud of your grades because of someone else’s, and it’s also inevitable.

Anyway, we all just need to keep in mind that no matter how we do, GCSE results aren’t everything. Despite how dramatic the rest of this post is.

I hope any A-Level or AS students reading are pleased with their results today, well done to you all.

Sunset x

A tour of my Wreck This Journal!

Hello! Has everyone heard of ‘Wreck This Journal’? If not, here’s an explanation. It’s a book, that on every page has instructions you follow, which all in some way add to the destruction of the book. I completed one of the pages I’d been thinking about for a while today, and that inspired me to make this post!

I stuck loads of typewriter-text on the front of mine, I can’t really remember why. One of them says ‘Sunset’ on.

This is the page I completed today: Slide the journal down a long hallway 

I have spent a long time deliberating on how to complete this one. I was planning for a long time to ask to leave a lesson ‘for the toilet’ and then slide it down a school corridor, but I was too terrified by the concept of someone seeing me and asking me what the heck I was doing to ever actually execute that plan. Then today, my sister said I should do it at our town’s leisure centre, in the big hall. So that’s what I did. There were people around, but mostly little kids, so that’s fine. I must have looked very odd, frisbeeing a book across the floor and then running after it. Oh, and I also might have accidentally thrown the book into someone’s feet. They were really nice about it, though. But imagine what they’ll be thinking next time they see me: “Oh yeah, that’s the girl who flings books at people.”

Here’s another page, one I’m very proud of:

Millions of fruit stickers

The instructions underneath said to collect fruit stickers, so that’s exactly what I did! This page took me AGES to fill. Whenever we bought fruit I’d peel all the stickers off them, carry the stickers upstairs to my room (stuck to my hands) and put them in the journal. I absolutely love this page, and I ended up with some really nice stickers! There’s one with Santa on, a couple of pretty leaf ones, and my personal favourite the big blue melon sticker. Here’s the only problem:

Give away your favourite page.

I DON’T WANT TO GIVE IT AWAY! THAT PAGE COVERED WITH FRUIT STICKERS IS PRECIOUS! I guess I have to at some point. Or maybe I’ll try to convince myself that a different page is really my favourite. Actually yeah, I probably will do that! No one will know (except you guys…)

Here are a few other random pages just to give you more of an idea:

Scratch using a sharp object
As you can see, I’ve successfully completed this page!
Write one word over and over
I don’t know why I chose ‘yum’. It was an impulse decision. Upon reflection, that’s kind of weird.
Hide a secret message somewhere in this book
I would tell you where and what the message is, but…well, then it wouldn’t be a secret.
Collect dead bugs here.
This is the one page I refuse to complete. Stick carcasses in my book? No thanks, mate.
Doodle over pages.
Yes, that is a dairy milk caramel wrapper sticking out the side.

I still have some pages left to do. Yesterday I completed ‘float this page’ and ‘find out a way to freeze this page’. This obviously involved ripping them out, something I was reluctant to do when I first got the book (“you won’t even be able to tell you’ve done it! How will you know? Do I stick it back in?”) but I resigned to the fact it’s just the silly fun of doing it more than anything else.

It’s a totally fun pastime that you can pretty much do anywhere. I have had the book for years and have just gradually added/taken away from it. Many people are really creative with theirs: just search the internet for Wreck This Journal images and loads of beautifully drawn and coloured pages will appear. I, on the other hand, have neither the skill nor the patience for that, so my journal really is well and truly wrecked.

This is something I would recommend to anyone, it’s just pure fun condensed into a book.

I hope you enjoyed this random post. Do you have one of these? Do you want one?

Sunset xx

A Killer Experience

Hi guys! I’m super excited about this post. It’s about when I went to see The Killers at Hyde Park. Yeah, sorry for the title pun.

The day was just incredible. Probably the best day of my life. My dad and I took the train to London, which in itself was exciting. We dropped bags off at a hotel we’d booked a room at and started making our way to the festival area, via the underground. And the whole time I was thinking: this is really it. I’m going to see them live. The band I have loved for years, the music I know so well, every lyric- I’M REALLY GONNA SEE THE KILLERS LIVE!

We reached entered the festival area at about half 12, and The Killers weren’t performing until quarter past eight, so we had a long time to enjoy the festival. One of the first things we did was hit the merch stall, where I bought a British Summer Time Killers t shirt. Then, as we were very hungry, we started looking for something suitable for lunch. I bought some mac ‘n’ cheese with added bacon- it was delicious and I’m not ashamed to say I ate the entire, huge, cheesy serving by myself. My dad had a chicken burger. It was sunny, so we sat in dappled shade on a picnic bench. It was so lovely.

There were music performances throughout the day, 15 in total, some by fairly unknown bands on the smaller stages around the park. We were lucky enough to get a wristband which allowed us access to the area closest to the stage. From this vantage point we enjoyed watching The Strypes and The Mystery Jets, neither of whom I knew before, but the music was good and the atmosphere was awesome.

We wanted to get as close as we could to the stage for the last three performances, the ones by the biggest bands. We first bought dinner. I wanted something more light than my lunch of mac ‘n’ cheese, so we went to this vegan sushi van. It was selling sushi wraps- imagine seaweed-wrapped sushi, but longer and wider. It was so cool! I had avocado as the main filling- it hit the spot. By then I was seriously excited- The Killers were only a few hours away.

We got to a really good spot close to the stage and watched Tears for Fears, then Elbow, perform. Elbow were particularly good at getting the crowd going; there was a reverse Mexican wave where the people at the front ducked down and it continued all the way to the back. We didn’t want to leave between the acts in case we couldn’t find each other again or we lost our place close to the stage, so we stuck it out. My feet were killing me from standing up for multiple hours, and it was agonizing watching the stage crew set up for The Killers once Elbow had finished. I could hardly wait, I was so so so so so so so EXCITED!

Then…they came on stage! The crowd went wild, me included, whooping and cheering as loud as I could. A long note played, and then the bass and drums kicked in at the same time- BAM! And confetti flew out of cannons right on the beat. (The confetti was pink, to match Brandon Flowers’ pink leather jacket, of course.)

They played all of their biggest hits, plus lots of other songs. It was a rollercoaster of rock songs, where everyone was jumping up and down, to parts with just piano and Brandon singing. There was red and white confetti later on, as well as the pink at the start. It was everything I could have possibly ever hoped for. Their final song (Mr. Brightside) ended with fireworks.

Seeing The Killers perform was pretty much the only thing on my bucket list. There isn’t anything else I want to do as much. And now, it has happened- and it was so perfect. I can’t believe how close to the stage we were, the weather was lovely, it was so great to go to London with my dad, and all in all it was just amazing. I’m going to treasure the memories I have of that day forever. Whenever I listen to one of the songs they played, I’m like “Yes. I’ve seen this LIVE.”


I’m so grateful that I got to go. I know how lucky I am!


Mystery Blogger Award

It’s been quite a while since I’ve done a tag- the last one was 3 months ago. So, I decided to do the Mystery Blogger Award again. I was nominated by the wonderful Elm , whose blog is incredible, and worth checking out if you don’t know it! Thanks so much for the nomination, Elm.

I actually started writing this post over a week ago, but so much stuff has happened that I had to shove my blog to the side for a while. (More posts about what I’ve done coming soon.)

The Mystery Blogger Award was created by Okoto Enigma  with the idea to help the discovery of unknown blogs- which, I think we can all agree, is a really nice idea!

The Rules

1. Put the award image or logo on your blog.
2. Thank the person that nominated you and link their blog in your post.
3. Name the creator of this award and link their blog in your post.
4. List the rules.
5. Answer your nominator’s questions.
6. Tell your readers 3 things about yourself.
7. Nominate 10-20 people.
8. Ask your nominees 5 original questions of your choice.
9. Share links to your best blog posts.
10. Notify your nominees by commenting on their blogs.


As per Rule 5, here are Elm’s questions and my responses.

1. Have you ever been in love?

No, I haven’t. I mean, there are many things I love, but I’ve never actually been in love with anyone. Hopefully one day I will be though.


2. What’s your favourite instrument and why?

Piano. It’s the only instrument I can play (not very well but it’s something) and I love the variation it can produce. It can go from beautiful, soft, flowing classic pieces to jumpy pop tunes in a second. And, they’re just SO FUN to play. Being able to reproduce some of my favourite music with my own hands is really fulfilling!
3. What do you admire about yourself?

A difficult question, because I hate any kind of self-appraisal- I struggle to mark my own work at school. However, I do like the way I’ve stuck to what I feel is most me by not wearing makeup. I have no problem with makeup, and it looks really nice on people, but it’s just not me. I guess I admire the way that I’ve not fallen to ‘peer pressure’ (if you can call it that) and worn makeup like most of my friends.


4. If you could take one lesson you’ve learned from blogging away with you, what would that be?

I’ve learned a lot from my time on WordPress, but the main thing is that people generally wish to support you, and that expressing your opinion will most likely be celebrated. Yay for bloggers!


5. At the moment, what’s the thing you most want to do?

Well, I did my Duke of Edinburgh practice expedition yesterday, and I’m aching all over. I really just want to sleep.


Three facts about me

  1. I cry loads at films. If there’s a sad scene, it’s very likely I’ll be weeping.
  2. I used to be really into drawing, but I’ve pretty much given it up now because my talent was negligible.
  3. I only just watched High School Musical recently (I know right? Shocking!) I have to say, I LOVE IT!


My best posts

I’m not sure if they’re the best, but I enjoyed writing them the most.

Eating Healthily Is So Fricking Hard

We’re all superheroes!

We are not the stupid generation


My nominations


Book Emma

Wolfish Delight

Kate (All The Trinkets)


Inspired Teen





All of these bloggers are awesome and unique, so go ahead and look at their pages!

Here are my questions, if you should choose to do the award:

  1. What’s your favourite film of all time?
  2. Have you ever had a near-death experience?
  3. Do you have any pet peeves?
  4. What’s your favourite aspect of your personality?
  5. Where in the world would you most like to visit?


Phew! That’s it! Making these tag/award posts takes a lot of effort, but I really enjoy them. Hope you’re all having a good week, I’ll be back soon with more posts.

Sunset x

Apparently, it’s better to try it and fail than not try at all…

I made a big decision today- I’m going for my black belt in karate. This means a grading, and before that, months of tough training to prepare.

Karate is something I consider to be a large part of me as a person. It’s my main hobby and a lot of achievement has come from it. To be at the belt I am now (brown with two white stripes) has taken 8 years of training and about 15 gradings. So I’m kinda proud of what I’ve done. I am definitely not amazing at the martial art, I’m just good enough to have passed the gradings. With training anyone can do that, but hey, I’ve stuck at it for a long time!

Getting to black belt is different to getting to any other belt. Though the other gradings are scary and difficult, black belt is a whole new level of terror. The sensei who judges is pretty much the leader of the type of karate I practice. And he’s petrifying.

Two girls in the same year as me have already passed their black belt, which should make me feel better about attempting it. However, having seen them in lower-belt gradings, they always got the highest pass and are obviously exceptional. Not to mention they did a junior black belt grading due to their age, but because I’ve turned 16 this year, I’d have to do the adult grading! I’m NOT AN ADULT!

A good friend of mine might be doing it with me. That would be good- for moral support- but there’s extra pressure because I’d hate to fail and for her to pass. Yeah, jealousy, pride, all that. It would sting a lot.

Apparently training for black belt is draining. (hey, that rhymes!) Constant criticism and self-doubt. A few mental breakdowns have also been promised.

But, if I got black belt, that would be the BEST ACHIEVEMENT EVER! Literally the biggest thing I would have succeeded in. I think that would be worth the graft.

Nerves hit me in waves when I think about the fact I’ve accepted this challenge, but, as the title says, it’s better to try.

At least I think so. Right? Have I made a good decision?